It Doesn't Take Skill To Stand In

Little Girl, He Called Me. A Little Girl Who Is Stressed Out To The Point Of Paranoia. That Is Not Me, But Now, It's Who The Candor Think I Am.

In That Moment I Know Exactly What I Want; I Want To Peel Away All The Layers Of Clothing Between Us, Strip Away Everything That Separates Us, The Past And The Present And The Future.

Trust Me When I Tell You, Eaton Boy, That Resisting Is Worth Doing.

Knowledge Is Power. Power To Do Evil...or Power To Do Good. Power Itself Is Not Evil. So Knowledge Itself Is Not Evil.

What's Worse: To Be Idle While Someone Dies, Or To Be Exiled And Empty-handed?